As durian control, a search for durian pizza on Trip.com Raiders, this one is in the front of the first few, I have been trying to taste it, although I am not hungry tonight, but I still walked here. The proprietress had a very good attitude and asked if she wanted to pack it. I originally thought that I would not finish it, so I would pack it. As a result, I got the warmth of the hand incense, which made me feel that waiting until I was at home to eat was a violent thing. Then I did a thing with a soaring rate of return, and I walked and ate. Durian, hot, people around you can't help but see what the little fat girl is eating. Later, I couldn't stand my eyes and sat down by the Li River to finish the rest. The stomach is super support now, there is no way, the boss durian gives more, the cheese also gives more, the bottom of the cake is still thin, it is completely my heart. It’s just that I ran for nothing at night, and I’m free. I’ll come back and I’ll have a bicycle. The satisfaction brought by food is particularly important for a foodie. The proprietress's packing carton says delicious and love. For me, another sentence is more appropriate. I used to think that happy can be eaten as a meal. Now I feel that the meal is still delicious. Whatever will come to taste other flavors later. Hahahahahahaha, I am the bullshit king, no way, I will start waiting for Friday to get off work on Monday, it is self-evident.